he was perfect ;; jeongcheol (svt)

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I remember the day I first met Jeonghan. It was August 20th, 2010. I was sixteen years old and it was my first day at that stupid school, wherein I was unfamiliar with literally everyone.

I walked into school and the first thing I saw was a flash of short, dark brown hair and a beautiful smile.

My heart pounded against my chest. Something about this stranger made my stomach do flips. He was striking and perfect to put it simply.

And only God knows why a perfect being like him offered to escort me to my class. His voice was light and crisp, like the beginning of Autumn, when he introduced himself as Jeonghan. I told him my name and he repeated it to himself.

I loved the way the way he said my name like it was his favourite word.

He told me more about himself and I found out I was months older than him. He pouted adorably when I explained that to him. God, he was so cute.

I clung to him that entire school day and he didn't seem to mind. At least, I hope he didn't. He insisted to me that he wanted to be my friend. I replied to him that I'd like that and that's when it all started.

That's when the only perfect creature in the world became part of my life.